Chapter 491 Killing in the Belly

The dusty door was knocked open, and a stale breath came to my face...

The ice shivered. He glanced at his subordinates around him, cleared his throat, and shouted: "Today, I will be more energetic and search for me carefully. Even if I dig three feet into the ground, I will find the divine well for me."

Hundreds of subordinates are all cultivators with high spiritual power cultivation, including nine masters under Zhao Xian in the past. These masters used to be brothers and brothers with Han Bing, but now they are incomparable killers under Han Bing. No one complained, because without Han Bing, they might have been eliminated by the envoy sent by Da Chu.

Now Hanbing has become the veritable master of the Great Zhao Empire. That prince Zhao Xian has been slowly neglected by Hanbing. One day, when this prince loses its value, Hanbing will kill the donkey.

Prince Zhao Xian is not stupid. He has a clear understanding of the situation, so he secretly colluded with the Holy Demon Temple of the Great Yin Empire to deal with Han Bing.

This time, I came to the abandoned palace in Zhao Jingcheng to find the magical old well. Hanbing did not bring Zhao Xian. These hundreds of subordinates with profound spiritual power were Hanbing's best friends.

There is a soft and comfortable chair in the yard and a large round nanmu table placed in front of Hanbing.

There were exquisite pastries and excellent wine on the table. Two caring old servants served on the ice.

Hundreds of subordinates with high spiritual cultivation were divided into thirty-six groups. Under the command of Changle Spirit, they searched for the magical old well in the abandoned palace.

Thirty-six waves of people are looking for this abandoned palace.

Time passed little by little, from morning to noon, but there was still no sign of Lao Jing.

Han Bing had a gloomy face, and he stared at Changle Jing fiercely: "Are we deceived?"

Changle bowed carefully and said, "That palace maid is timid and afraid of things. How could she have the courage to deceive the general?"

Hanbing nodded and ordered, "Send someone to bring the woman to me. If you can't find that well, you will be the same as the woman!"

Changle bowed and retreated. He sent two killers with high spiritual power and cultivation to bring the timid palace maid to Han Bing.

Han Bing looked at the shaking palace maid coldly: "Think about it carefully, where is the divine well your master mentioned?"

The palace maid dared not look up at Hanbing. She lowered her head and fiddled with her little hands: "I heard from the master that the divine well was hidden in a very remote corner. It was impossible for ordinary people to find it, only..."

Hanbing stared at her eyes: "What's the only thing? Tell me!"

The palace maid said: "Only by using Changda's neck blood to sprinkle it in the yard, that divine well can appear!" As she said that, she suddenly raised her head and looked straight at Changle Jing's face.

Changle's eyes widened and roared, "What are you talking about? You stinky woman... are you going to harm me?" As he said that, he rushed towards the palace maid.

"Random!" Han Bing suddenly slapped the table and stared at Changle spirit fiercely.

The Changle spirit knelt down with a "thump" and tears fell like rain: "This woman is the key to her subordinates... I hope the general will observe clearly!"

Han Bing didn't even look at the Changle spirit, and looked coldly at the little palace maid in front of him: "Are you taking personal revenge?"

The little palace maid looked up in horror: "I dare not, because I grew up and killed people naturally. Only the blood of people born with a belly can summon the divine well..."

The Changle Jing turned his head and stared at the little palace maid fiercely.

The little palace maid didn't even look at the Changle Sperm. She still lowered her head and kept stroking the corner of her clothes with her little hands.

"Abdominal kill?" Han Bing suddenly became interested: "What does abdominal kill mean?"

The little palace maid said softly: "The twelve stars in the abdomen are beads, which are like daggers, and are called abdominal killing!"

Han Bing smiled and said, "How do you know that there are twelve stars in Changle's abdomen?"

The little palace maid's face turned red, she lowered her head and said resentfully: "I grew up last night..." She didn't say anything later, but she knew Han Bing would understand what she meant.

Han Bing laughed and said, "This is the first time I have heard of such a novelty." As he spoke, he slowly walked to Changle Jing: "Does there be twelve stars shaped like daggers on your abdomen?"

Changle Jing smiled, and he slowly stood up: "This stinky woman is teasing the general, how can there be any stars on the villain's abdomen? If so, the villain is willing to give up his head!" As he said that, he suddenly pulled down his pants: "General, please look..."

The smile on Changle Jing's face suddenly froze because there were a series of star-shaped red moles on his abdomen, not too much or too little, exactly twelve. These twelve red moles cleverly formed the shape of a dagger.

Han Bing sneered.

The little palace maid blushed and turned her head aside in a hurry.

The Changle Essence was so stunned that she couldn't speak for a long time. He stared at his lower abdomen in a daze. He never dreamed that a string of red moles had inexplicably grown on his lower abdomen.

What's going on?

The Changle spirit suddenly shook his mind and kowtowed like pounding garlic: "General, this woman is a subordinate, the general is the decision for me..."

Han Bing looked at Changle Jing with a gloomy face and coldly said: "What you said just now doesn't count..."

The cold sweat on Changle's forehead was dripping. He just swore in front of Hanbing that if there were twelve red moles in his lower abdomen, he would be willing to give up his head. Changle's spirit never dreamed that it was a sure thing that would have changed his mind. How could he not know about his body, but now, there were twelve red moles in his lower abdomen that looked like daggers. He knew that this must have something to do with the little palace maid in front of him. What kind of old man is this little woman who looks extremely weak? Why did she harm herself? Could it be that all this was a trap set by Zhao Xian in advance?

The Changle spirit suddenly roared and jumped up, and he rushed towards the little palace maid like lightning: "I've killed you..."

Changle's semen grabbed the little palace maid's neck fiercely.

The little palace maid's throat sounded, and her little face turned red...

A flash of sword light and blood splattered.

Changle spirit covered her neck and stepped back step by step...

The little palace maid squatted on the ground and coughed violently.

Han Bing looked at Changle Jing coldly: "This is the end of breaking his promise!" Han Bing sat down slowly: "Give orders to kill all the Changle Jing, all the old and young people, without leaving any one!"

Before Changle Jing died, he fell to the ground: "General, take my head, please..." Before Changle Jing finished speaking, a sword flashed again and his head rolled out far away.

Han Bing stared at the short knife in his hand: "Why are you doing this? You're dead, and you want his family to get in..."

The little palace maid stopped coughing, and she stood aside and shivered.

Hanbing instructed his men to sprinkle the blood of Changle Semen throughout the yard.
Chapter completed!